Draven slowly opened his eyes.
He got up from his bed and walked into the bathroom.
After finishing his business, he scratched his head as he walked out.
*I gotta take my bath, but I need someone to prepare it.*
He started walking toward the door of his room.
*I could just do it myself, but why would I when I can just ask one of the housemaids?*
Still scratching his head, Draven opened the door.
*Since I'm a prince, I think it's about time to have a personal maid who can do the shit I'm too lazy to do.*
He paused for a moment.
*I should probably pick one of the housemaids. Maybe that one with black hair and small boobs.*
*I wonder what was her name was again.*
Draven suddenly stopped.
Lyriana was standing directly outside his door.
She hadn't moved.
Draven stared at her.
Huh?
*What the hell is she doing here?*
His crimson eyes began to glow.
"Bitch, I thought I told you to get the fuck out of my house."
His voice turned cold.
"So what the hell are you still doing here?"
He stared at her for another moment.
"I guess I don't mind killing you if you really want to die that badly."
Draven suddenly moved.
For a moment, it looked as though he had disappeared.
In the next instant, he reappeared directly in front of Lyriana, swinging his fist toward her face.
"Your Highness, I was sent by your mother, Queen Elliana!"
Draven's fist stopped just inches from Lyriana's face.
He stared at her.
"My mom sent you?"
Lyriana remained completely still.
"Yes. I have been appointed as your personal maid. From this moment on, I shall be at your service day and night."
Draven continued staring at her, his face completely devoid of emotion.
*When I was just thinking about getting a personal maid, one came knocking on my door coincidence huh.*
But outwardly, he said,
"Hey, girly, I don't know if what you're saying is true or not."
His voice became cold.
"But if I find out you're lying, it won't end well."
He lowered his fist.
"Okay well, I get that you're here to become my personal maid."
Draven suddenly turned his head toward the side of the door.
"But what the hell is this bastard here for?"
Lyriana followed his gaze.
Aldric was standing beside the door.
"Your Highness, I'm also here—"
"Hey, dude."
Draven cut him off.
"If you're also here to be a personal maid or whatever, you can just leave."
He looked at Aldric with a completely serious expression.
"I'm not interested in having a dude following me around."
Draven then turned toward Lyriana.
"But you can stay."